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After a pause, Zhou Miao said again.
"Brother Ao knows how to cook and cook delicious food. The night food stall business is booming."
"You are smart and know more than any of us."
"I, I didn't even finish elementary school"
"From the time I came out of Imperial Capital Mountain to now, I haven't even been to Chunxi Road a few times. I deal with scraps and junk every day"
¡°The scrap station can¡¯t be opened, I don¡¯t know, what else can I do?¡±
Jin Feng looked up at the broken ceiling and said quietly: "If you want to drive, then go ahead."
Zhou Miao said in a low voice: "I am disabled and don't have much extravagant hopes. I just want to be like the rags, collecting rags and building a building."
"When I earn money, I will go back to my hometown and build a villa for each of our brothers, and then find Yaya and Beibei."
"We are together every day and will never be separated in our lives."
In the smelly and humid room, Jin Feng lay quietly, his eyes a little moist.
Zhou Miao couldn¡¯t answer what she said.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, Zhou Miao turned around, turned her back to Jin Feng, and whispered softly: "Brother Feng, I miss Brother Dan."
"I miss Yaya"
"I miss Beibei"
"I miss Imperial Capital Mountain and our home"
Zhou Miao's murmurs were lingering, getting lower and lower, until she finally stopped hearing them, breathed out evenly, and fell asleep.
Zhou Miao's words were like a knife stabbing into her chest, making her tremble in pain.
He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth tightly.
This night was the first night of Jin Feng's rebirth. Jin Feng didn't sleep all night.
All the plans that were originally in mind were canceled as Zhou Miao talked in his sleep.
All plans are cancelled!
"A hundred years ago, I shouldered too much responsibility and hope for that broken mountain and river"
"Thank you for bringing me back to the present. Now the mountains and rivers are still the same, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and we are living in a prosperous age that has never been dreamed of in eternity"
"I no longer have to bear those illusory responsibilities"
"I want to live a good life!"
At three o'clock in the morning, Zhou Miao got up quietly and drove the only electric three-wheeler in the scrap yard to go to the morning market.
To put it bluntly, the morning market is like the antique ghost market during the Republic of China, both of which are shady.
Zhou Miao has been in this business for almost ten years and is more familiar with it than Jin Feng.
When the brothers came out together and lived on the streets, they did everything. In the end, Jin Feng chose to collect rags.
This is the only business that does not require capital.
After working hard for many years, it was also because of this scrap station that the four brothers parted ways, leaving only Zhou Miao and Jin Feng still persisting.
It was dawn, fish belly was turning in the east, and the familiar sound of clanging sounded, and Zhou Miao's electric tricycle was back.
There are more than ten turns of five-core cables in the enlarged cargo box, which are as thick as a fist.
Zhou Miao jumped out of the car dragging a useless leg, quickly closed the door, and lit a fire in the large oil drum.
He dragged the cable from the car with great difficulty, skillfully sawed the cable into one-meter sections, and then threw it into a large oil drum.
The fire in the large oil drum was filled with waste engine oil and diesel, and it was very dyed. A thick black smoke rose into the sky, and the smell of burnt plastic spread all around.
Jin Feng quietly watched Zhou Miao's experienced movements, gently stepped on the cigarette butt on the ground, and rubbed it hard.
The time points to seven o'clock, and only the bright copper core is left in the oil barrel.
Zhou Miao had already cooked the porridge and brought out a large pot with steam rising out of it.
Just eat the pickles and steamed buns and swallow them in big mouthfuls.
At around eight o'clock, the burning smell still lingered in the air. Aunt Wang led a group of people to the scrap station and walked around in a circle.
The scrap station is temporarily closed.
If you want to re-open, you must first complete the procedures and follow the procedures.
"Brother Feng, what should we do now?"
Zhou Miao stood on the five-meter-high rag mountain, looking at the piles of rags, and asked Jin Feng quietly.
Jin Feng changed into the cleanest clothes, carried a plastic bag, and said calmly: "The sky will not fall!"
"Looking at home."
After walking out of the scrap station, Jin Feng rode a cart to the thatched cottage.
The Thatched Cottage is extremely famous. It was the former residence of the great poet when he lived in Chengdu
Du Fu lived here for nearly four years and wrote more than 200 poems.
The poet Wei Zhuang in the late Tang Dynasty found the ruins of the thatched cottage and rebuilt the thatched cottage to preserve it. It was repaired and expanded in the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties.
The flea market next to the Thatched Cottage is not as famous as the Poet's Saint. It was originally very small, but later expanded to a large area. Each store's front door must be twice that of Shuixianqiao.
The Thatched Cottage, Sendxian Bridge and Wenshu Fang are also known as the three major antique towns in Jincheng. The Thatched Cottage has the most complete facilities, the most stalls, and a greenhouse area, so you don¡¯t have to suffer from the sun and rain.
Although the popularity is not as high as that of Sendianqiao and Wenshufang, relying on the name of the thatched cottage, it receives tourists from all over the world, and can make a lot of money just by selling souvenirs.
It is a quasi-first-tier city with 15 million people, and every place is crowded with people.
The stalls in the greenhouse area are very neat, and the handicrafts displayed are similar to those in Xianqiao. Most of them are cultural bracelets, cultural walnuts, and street-made car beads.
Wood carvings, bamboo carvings, and lacquerware are all large items, and there is a row of stalls dedicated to jade.
Jin Feng just glanced at it from a distance and did not pass by.
Standing in the middle of a greenhouse area of ??more than ten acres, Jin Feng was slightly absent-minded.
This is a truly prosperous and prosperous era that I have never imagined, even in my dreams.
??More than a hundred years ago, any small country with a warship and two cannons could cede territory and pay compensation. Only those who truly lived in that era would understand what humiliation is.
In the past of the greenhouse area, there were neat and uniform facades, with all kinds of signboards hanging on the facades, including regular script, running script, official script, and seal script.
The decoration inside the facade is also antique and has its own characteristics.
After passing Qishizhai, Jin Feng entered an antique store called Sansu Collection.
This store consists of two storefronts, with an area of ??80 square meters, and is divided into upper and lower floors. The decoration is in the style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and the layout of the ancient shelves and some furniture is also somewhat elegant.
The cool air-conditioning hits you. On the left side of the door when you first enter, there is a pot of lucky bamboo, and on the right is an antique fish tank.
This is a typical Feng Shui fortune-seeking decoration, Jin Feng nodded secretly in his heart.
???????????????????????????????????????????????: Some porcelain is placed on the ancient shelves in the shop.
The signature was from a modern person, so naturally Jin Feng didn¡¯t understand him.
There is a Kung Fu tea table more than two meters long in the corner. On a natural round stool made of a tree stump one foot in diameter, two people are sitting, sipping tea leisurely and whispering in a low voice.
Within a few seconds of Jin Feng standing at the door, a young woman stood up on the imitation mahogany chair at the door.
The young woman was in her thirties, and her figure was not out of shape. She was wearing a black strapless dress, heavy makeup, and a scarlet mouth that was as red as blood.
He looked Jin Feng up and down with his eyes, curled his lips, and said lukewarmly.
"What do you do?"
Although I had put on the cleanest clothes and the best shoes, in the eyes of the young woman opposite, I was still just a passerby.
This made Jin Feng a little uncomfortable.
"Do you want to collect the things?"
Jin Feng said lightly.
The cold words made the woman slightly stunned and said, "Of course I'll accept it."
"what do you have?"
Jin Feng took out the plastic bag, tossed it gently, and landed it firmly on the square coffee table.
The young woman picked up the plastic bag, took a closer look, and let out a sigh.
He stretched out his hand and asked the apprentice to bring him gloves. He took out the copper coins from the plastic bag and placed them side by side on the square table.
Then I brought a vernier caliper and first measured the size of each copper coin.
The young woman was a little moved. He waved carelessly again and asked the apprentice to get a one-eyed magnifying glass, the kind that is worn on the eyes.
Jin Feng has seen this kind of magnifying glass before. At that time, it was the one worn by the watchmakers in Tianducheng and Great Demon City.
After measuring the size of the copper coin, the young woman took a high-power magnifying glass to look at it carefully, which took half an hour.
At this time, the young woman did not ask anyone to greet Jin Feng, so Jin Feng could only stand.
After the appraisal was finally completed, the young woman did something that Jin Feng could not have expected.
Ask the apprentice to bring a tablet computer, open a picture file, and compare each coin next to the coins in the picture.
After coming and going, it was gone for most of an hour.
The young woman here was looking at the coins, and in the other corner, one of the two men called out Xiao Song. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Here, one of the two men called Xiao Song. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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